The Day (After) You Went Away

This was the day (after) you went away. We never talked for days. I never knew about you anymore. I wanted to text you first, but something forbid me. Then I wonder that you text me first. For some reasons, I'm sure you wouldn't.

Hey, how's your day? Oh, maybe your day was brighter than me. Because you (may) had already have someone special there. It's okay for me. There were a lot of people who brightened my day. It didn't brighter than yours. But for now, it (will be) enough.

Have you healed your wound completely yet? Ya, I knew it. But you (may) had already let her go. Just like what I have done here. I had already let you go, completely. And for the wounds, let the time heal them.

Can we still be friend? Of course. In fact, we could be a best friend. We could share, everything. But not about the past. It will be better to bury, rather than to talk about it. Am I right?


How about me? Better than before, I hope. I tried to be better by doing your requests. Besides, I have so many activities there. Someone said that it will be better for me to do a lot of activities, rather than to search for someone new. And, I fixed my midnight's pray. He said that I will get peacefulness by doing this things. I thought he was right, I could feel it now.

Have you got your happiness there? I bet you got it. With someone new, and a lot of people who supported your passion. You could be fine without me. I could feel your happiness there. I would be happy too. Less complains, and be grateful for everything I have.

Hey, sunshine. Remember this name? It wasn't an ordinary nickname. It just for you, to remind me that you were special. But seemed like you couldn't understand. Because you used it to rise again, for someone new. For another one, but not me.

Ya, someday I will find someone new. No, I'm not going to find my other sunshine. I'm going to find star, moon, satellite, planet, sky, or whatever it will be. But not sunshine anymore. Because in my eyes, sunshine was always been you.

This was the day (after) you (really) went away. I thought it would be hard to pass the day, after you left. But in fact, it wasn't so much as to kill me. Besides, it seemed like you were colder than before. It's okay, that's why I'm not going to chase after you anymore.

See, I could be stronger.  With everything I have, with(out) you here. And I believe that in a place, somewhere under this same sky..., you will be the same.

best regards, me.